"Aren't you just the cleverest thing?" verged on pornographic opening sequence for all the lusty air which proceeded and carried through Jon's comment, complete with a stretch-tug-groan under strain testing of quality silk bondage ropes now he'd been given the McLellan approved a-okay, laddie!
And boy! Did those sapphire blue eyes budge from their sockets to see Jon's muscles do likewise. Like a kitten awaiting knitter’s full immersion into fiber arts he sought opportunity to pounce on the first unsuspecting skein of yarn. With irises blown wide to let in as much light as possible and body weight over kneading toes primed for the attack, softest merino threads were the undeniable victim of tactile pleasures till over exuberance at a job well done wound kitten and yarn into a tighter knot than the ones Jon strained against.
There it is. Gleefully noted, Jon watched the bellows stoke amber ashes into white hot sparks with barely a puff. That's what Loras meant.
Thread of messages chock-a-block with sexual advice had sat in his texting history for weeks now, and for weeks, Jon had adhered to guidance and meticulously observed flighty subject. there's ways you can drive robert crazy with lust and still keep him totally focused, dove... Though he’d found no more forewarning as to what might bring about said crazed results than a Monarch fluttering one milkweed to the next. Near-impossible to anticipate which direction Robb might go as he often only flew where the wind tumbled and played.
It was working, though. Communication - talking and listening - being present and setting boundaries both lads could happily roam within paddock built for two. No grass greener than the sun-warmed shoots beneath their feet.
"Reckon I’m not going anywhere anytime soon, hmm?” Which, truthfully, suited Jon just fine. He could play the part of the sacrificial virgin if that’s what turned Robb inside-out. White-knuckling silken ropes and pleading for mercy, writhing beneath him because despite human’s natural struggle to survive - break the chains that bind, one night will remind you, how we touched - ecstasy would overpower in the end. Faith and complete trust placed in his lover and a dark desire to be ripped bloodily limb from limb.
“You and that handyman have done a bang-up job. What now?"